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So, I tried it once—yeah, me, Larry freakin’ David, in some shady joint downtown. The ad said “professional,” but the place smelled like patchouli and regret. This chick comes in, all calm, whisperin’, “Just breathe, man,” and I’m like, “Breathe? I’m hyperventilatin’ over here!” She starts rubbin’ my shoulders, and I swear, it’s pretty, pretty good—till she gets to my lower back and I yelp like a chihuahua on a hot plate. “Whoa, lady, that’s restricted territory!” She laughs, says it’s all part of the “release,” and I’m thinkin’, “Release? I’m about to release my lunch!”

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The erotic masseuses from Haugesund love to fulfill your sex fantasies and every masseuse has magical fingers and feminine curves, which they let you enjoy.

First off, I hit up the local café on Haraldsgata. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual—double shot, extra foam, you know the vibe. But the barista? She’s like, “Sorry, we’re outta beans.” Outta beans?! In Haugesund?! I mean, c’mon! I’m about to lose it. But I just laugh it off. Gotta keep it cool, right?

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